NICOLE

It feels like Roman has been fucking me the whole night, but it's still early—it's only eight, and he has a thing to go to.

"I'm sorry, baby," he says against my skin as he combs his fingers through my hair. We're still on the bed, our legs tangled. "I wish I could stay here with you, or even take you with me. But it's just this boring, fuck ass meeting."

I chuckle at his choice of words. He continues. "God knows how much I want to sleep after that. You're incredible, you know that? ...